Reign of Stars and Fire (The Broken Kingdoms, #8)

by L.J. Andrews

me, but I cannot let you win this.” With a swift draw of his blade, he sliced a wide gash over Hodag’s throat.

Her brother glanced at her and smiled. “It has been . . . my honor.”

Gods. All the times Stefan never called me queen because I wasn’t his queen. Anneli had been his queen. I was his princess.

“You won’t . . . wear my crown,” he bit out. “No.” Ari rolled the blade again in his hand. “I’ll wear mine.”

“All hells.” Kase closed his eyes and cursed at the ceiling. “Another one.”

“Cal, what Kase is not eloquently saying is that if you are the heir of the first fate king and queen, you are a royal yourself. You’re a queen.” “Thank the gods.” Ari wrapped his arm around my waist. “There you have it, our throne is all yours. We’ll be in the hills, undisturbed for at least a turn. Enjoy ruling a kingdom.”